No. 6 | What Time is It?

It appears I misplaced a few months. They all blended together, and so much big news happened, and my head is still spinning. The days are short, the nights are long, and my heart is tired. I’m looking forward to a clean slate in a few days. The resolutions are nearly set and I’m ready to conquer 2017.

And now, the things I read, learned, and wrote in the last however-long.

I’ve been slowly reading Stephanie Perkins’ My True Love Gave to Me, because sometimes you just need a short story collection by a bunch of great young-adult authors. These stories are dreamy and cozy and warm and fuzzy. The perfect way to end a stupid year.

What I learned

I read about a person who spends their Sunday mornings reaching out to old friends (or business people. You know, networking and such.) with a quick email. It’s a simple act that takes only a few minutes reminds your friends that you’re alive and you are thinking about them, and it leaves you feeling warm and fuzzy.

One quiet morning, I sat with my happy-face mug of coffee and sent notes to all the people I’d had on my mind for weeks. People I said I’d make plans with, people I haven’t seen in months, people who live far away who I’ve fallen out of touch with. It’s a nice ritual to start your week (or just your day!) with communication that isn’t endlessly scrolling through Twitter while you wipe sleep from your eyes.

Hamilton is amazing. If only I’d listened to my Hamilfriends all year, perhaps 2016 would have been easier to swallow.

This is the sixth edition of my quasi-newsletter. I’m rounding up my month with what I read, what I learned, and what I wrote, and whatever else I want to write about, in a hope to be more mindful of my days. If you gotta write about it later, you make notes to remember stuff, you know? Check last month’s letter, and the This Month archive.